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Post by Sara Geneva on Feb 13, 2012 23:39:44 GMT -5
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And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts
words 333 tagged Open listening to BEAUTIFUL MESS [jason mraz] comments It was not a brilliantly kept secret that Sara adored anything and everything cheerful and bright. Matching her personality perfectly, Sara walked into the auditorium in a brilliant pink dress, hand-picked by the young woman to fit the festive Valentine’s Day occasion. The strapless, pale thing clung to her hips gracefully and ended in a pretty cascade of fluttery pink fabric. She wore flats of the same color and a little pink clip tucked into her dark hair, which was pulled into a low-set, curly side-pony.
Nearly beaming with excitement, Sara wandered into the room with a grin that would shame the Cheshire Cat. There were people already milling around, mingling and eating and enjoying the soft hum of music in the air. Sara was particularly looking out for her date for the evening, Aleksei Talai. Though not a good friend of Alek’s, she had met him on a few occasions and was excited to have a chance to get to know him. As she walked through the congregation, Sara stopped and chatted with numerous friends and sent happy smiles and warm greetings to anyone who glanced her way.
By the time she had reached the refreshment’s table, Sara had said hi about a hundred times and had successfully been asked to dance three times. Of course, she promptly informed the young gentlemen that she would have to wait and see what her partner had to say about the arrangements.
Speaking of which, Sara hadn’t spotted Alek just yet. Pouting slightly as she sipped her newly-poured glass of punch, Sara’s gaze flickered around the room. She had a passion for dancing and be social during these events and she wanted especially to dance right away. It was always such a fun way to get to know people and to have a good time in the process.
”Maybe I’ll just have to dance by myself,” Sara mused, smiling over the top of her glass and giggling to herself slightly, continuing to watch the congregation.
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Post by Aleksei Talai on Feb 14, 2012 17:36:30 GMT -5
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Post by Sara Geneva on Feb 14, 2012 22:28:32 GMT -5
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And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts
words 225 tagged Open listening to ALMOST [bowling for soup] comments Sara had been musing so much on her own thoughts that she hadn’t noticed the approaching young man, her gaze flitting over him without a second glance. Her attention was caught, however, when Alek stopped beside her and voiced a greeting. Turning to him, Sara’s face alighted into a brilliant smile, matching her excited gaze in intensity.
”Hello there,” she responded cheerfully, turning completely and looking him over really quickly.
He was definitely cute, in that boyish, adolescent sort of way. He seemed a bit nervous, perhaps even scared, but Sara didn’t bother too much about that. She was a genius when it came to pulling people out of their shells and she was going to stop at nothing to making a new friend that evening in this young man before her. His hair was what really caught her attention. It stuck out in just about every direction and was quite entertaining to look at. Unique. Altogether, Sara was thus far quite satisfied with her partner.
”It’s nice to meet you, too,” she said, giggling lightly at his over-excited voice as he obviously tried to cover up his nervousness. She bit her bottom lip for a moment, contemplating how to go on, when she suddenly held out her hand for him to take. She smiled sweetly at him and asked, ”Do you want to dance?”
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Post by Aleksei Talai on Feb 15, 2012 1:53:40 GMT -5
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Post by Sara Geneva on Feb 18, 2012 23:40:49 GMT -5
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And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts
words 382 tagged Alek/Open listening to BEAUTIFUL MESS [jason mraz] comments Sara found Alek’s nervousness and fidgeting rather adorable in a lost puppy sort of way. He did manage to take her hand, though, and lead her onto the dance floor, a feat she would’ve applauded had her hand not been taken and had it not been a rude gesture. She wasn’t particularly sure why he was so nervous; embarrassed to be seen in public perhaps? He might’ve been one of those young men who just couldn’t handle being around women. Sara had encountered numerous boys like that in her time and she found them to be some of the best companions by far. Rather soft-spoken, they always seemed to have a bit of a fire burning within them just below the surface, waiting for some help to become large flames.
They got to the dance floor and Sara turned to her partner, sending him another quick flash of an encouraging smile as she moved in close and held tight to his hand. Her other was set on his shoulder after moving his to rest on the curve of her hip. She figured he might not have the courage to do such an action so she would help him along a bit. She continued smiling as she allowed him to slightly lead them through the motions of the dance, staying close and always exuding cheerfulness and encouragement.
”I do!” she replied happily, nodding to emphasis her response. She glanced around for a moment at all of the people around them, some dancing others mingling. ”I love to see so many people getting along in one place,” she continued, her gaze returning to his. ”I love that there can be a time when people are all just happy. Plus, I love parties. A great place to meet new people, you know?”
And here the dirty little flirt moved a little closer with a light chuckle. She was playing with him slightly, which was of course a horrible thing to do, but she had no intentions of hurting the poor boy. No, instead she was just trying to make him a little more cheerful and maybe help him enjoy the night a bit more. After all, Sara was a known people-pleaser and it seemed this particular young man needed a bit of a pick-me-up pleasing.
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Post by Aleksei Talai on Feb 20, 2012 18:06:38 GMT -5
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